Chapter 258: Who Is the Real Director?
Oliver Donald thought for a moment, still feeling extremely angry. He directly covered Samantha Huntington's lips with his own, gradually deepening the kiss.
"Mmm... Oliver Donald... Gu..."
Samantha Huntington hadn't expected Oliver Donald to suddenly kiss her, and she was momentarily flustered, reaching out to grab the front of Oliver Donald's shirt.
She felt her body go weak, unable to stand properly, and could only cling to Oliver Donald.
Oliver Donald wrapped his arms around Samantha Huntington's waist, preventing her from falling, his gaze intense.
One of Samantha Huntington's hands rested on the computer, while the other tapped rhythmically on the desk. Her eyes fixed on Oliver Donald across from her, teeth gritted in frustration.
If one
